Online soon,but here’s a snapshot of the page!
Coda is the concluding passage of a movement, like in a musical piece, and it’s their closing essay.
This magazine is fresh and great. So glad!
I’m fresh back from Nicaragua, where the farmers and their families are enjoying the preschool that we helped them open!
WE DID IT!
I’m in town for a week before going to volunteer in Africa, so let’s celebrate the power of everyday people to make a difference and have a look at what’s been happening in Las Minitas.
I am hosting a pop-up gallery exhibition of images of the construction of The Friends Project preschool, the opening party that drew 60 people from the settlement, and photos of the community we partnered with on top of the mountain.
I will also share a few images of the Amazon adventure and beyond …
I will have coffee (20 bags) freshly toasted by the farmers in Las Minitas for sale, to help fund the English class we host in Las Minitas.
I’ll give a talk with photos at 7 PM … a pinata broken Nicaraguan-house party style will follow, with good conversation and celebration.
Light refreshments. Bring a chair if you’ve got one. This is popup!
Tell you friends. Spread the word!
WE DO THIS!
A PHOTO SLIDESHOW ONE-NIGHT SHOW TO CELEBRATE THE POWER OF EVERYDAY PEOPLE
When: Wednesday, July 23
Where: The Loft at The Falls, 5 West Main Street, Honeoye Falls
Time: 630 to 9PM
Why: We can make a difference. And did. see how!
Contact: email@example.com or firstname.lastname@example.org
Sitting in the Plaza de Armas and people watching is my favorite pastime in Arequipa. Soon after I arrived, a guy walked by selling something, passed me, paused, walked a few steps back and said hello.
Luis Fernando Aspajo Pozo is a poet — part of a dying breed of soulful artist.
He had made chapbooks of his poetry, each with elaborate, cool drawings by his friend.
I can’t read Spanish well enough, but I wanted to support him. I bought one for me and one for Yacarely, who can read a Ruben Dario poem like no one’s business.
Luis says there’s not a lot of support in Peru on the national level for art; he’s self-promoting. He has participated in readings in Cusco. When he travels around Peru, Chile and other areas he sells his poetry, old-schools street style.
“No one wants to collaborate with me tonight,” he told me.
Why do you write?
“Born. Born in me to write,” he told me. “I must write what I feel.”
There’s a lot of things going on in the world, and Luis wants to share his perspective and make us think. Social norms, living your life, the things that give you profound inspiration. Family. How you relate to people. How you don’t. Our fear of death. Death.
“I write these views, these ideas. Maybe people read them. See them too.”
On this journey around the world promoting the idea of do-it-yourself change, and highlighting others who are making a difference, I come across some interesting characters.
People who are on their own pilgrimages … to celebrate anniversaries, to finally see a dream, to escape, to do things I never even considered … for a week, a month, a year.
So on this blog we’re adopting a feature in which we meet some of them, and try to get to the guts of something, to give us food for thought.
People of the World. POW!
I round the corner at Machu Picchu by the sacred stone and there’s Kevin and DG. He was here 45 years ago, and he’s showing her now.
He had just finished college and left to go walk around South America for nine months.
He lived in the ruins of Machu Picchu for 2 weeks with hippie types. Back then, there weren’t a lot of tourists, and “no one cared.”
“That really expensive hotel at the entrance? It uses water from the Sun Gate. It cost $20 a night then and $950 now. We would sneak in through the windows of the hotel and steal towels. We’d always return them and put them in the ‘soiled’ bin.”
He met a lot of people who had just dropped out. He got a career that he enjoyed, he retired and now he’s traveling again. He wanted to see Machu Picchu again, with DG, and visited where he lived in the ruins.
What is the most important lesson you learn on your trip?
“That it was a trip. It wasn’t a life.”
I shared a travel photo from winter solstice, June 21, at Machu Picchu on CNN’s Travel Photo of the Day on the website.
Click here to see it on CNN and hey, register it a view. You can favorite it and share from there too !
When I bought my one-way ticket to Limerick, the train cashier in Dublin was baffled that I would go live in “Stab City.”
It’s not the most exciting city in Ireland but I liked it quite much and it still has a bad rep. Warring families stabbing each other in neighborhoods and all.
The guy and girl at the end of the breakfast table in the hostel had a good time reminsicing … they are from Dublin.
Anton, on the left, is living in León, it turns out, an hour and a half away from El Sauce. Can’t believe I haven’t bumped into him in the street all the times I was in León (anyone recognize him?)
And Kelly, on the right, turns out is from Penfield, NY … like 15 miles from my house in Rochester.
I know this because she also is studying in the same city as the people you cant’ see, to my right.
Small-world table right here. Love it when that happens.
Nicholas Martinez Pitchardo
A 20-year coffee farmer, Nicholas is the founder of the Manuel Lopez Cafe Cooperativa more than 8 years ago.
“I knew we would be better to sell in an organized way. you can get a better price by working together,” he says.
For cooperative members, this means sharing knowledge, experience, profits and resources to strengthen crops and product and the community of Ocotal.
At the beginning, Nicholas completed an exchange in another region, Matagalpa, with members of a coffee cooperative to gain insight into how to best run their own new cooperative.
He is proud of the programs the cooperative have implemented, their progress and the recent customer base in the United States who choose their high-quality, organic beans.
Last year, Nicholas grew 3000 pounds of coffee. Getting it ready for export is a long process – 12 hours of work alone from picking a ripe bean to ready it for roasting. His family and helpers from the community work some days 4 a.m. to 6p.m. in harvest season, as everything is hand-tended.
He sees the difference the coffee, tourism and basket-making cooperatives makes for families, including spurring completion of an elementary and a preschool and road improvements.
“It makes me proud of the community,” says Nicholas. “I am old now but my chilrdren and my grand children will enjoy the benefits of living here. What we’re doing here will help future generations.”
Everday people make a difference, out here and way off the beaten path. We Just don’t hear about them. So we are finding them on this round-the-world journey and making our own good news. http://www.thefriendsproject.org
I am exploring the Andes of Peru with two friends who helped form Enlace Project, the grassroots organization that has been the vein for the Friends Project in El SAuce … they did all the organization of the school building.
Today, we were walking down the street of Arequipa, where we will visit Colca Canyon to see the giant condors.
We passed the Plaza de Armas and I thought how fitting a new evolution is: While I was in Las Minitas both Alcides and Paiyo, who helped with the school construction daily, asked for a U.S. flag to put up in the preschool.
I never intended that; it’s more than borders. But they asked and I thought about it and of course it’s right, it’s about partnering beyond borders, so a U.S. flag next to the Nicaraguan one that flies in all schools makes sense.
Our good friend and supporter Mike Hackett (Rochester, NY) immediately suggested he contribute a flag that was given to him by a service member of the U.S. military. The flag had been flown on 9/11 in Iraq and has a certificate, signature, the whole shebang.
I said yes, of course, but have been thinking of this lately and today it just settled in on me how perfect and special it is.
Whenever the guys in Las Minitas talk about the school or the scholarships, or other projects The Friends Project has completed with them or allowed them to complete with our resources, they discuss the “amistad,” or friendship between us.
This is a Spanish word that essentially means that, but to me is more than friendship. IN this case, our friendship thousands of miles apart and among residents who never met but believe in each other made this happen.
in the states, 9/11 is the single most example and symbol of Americans of all races, lifestyles and beliefs coming together in “amistad” to help each other, support each other and show unity.
thank you, Mike. Perfect.
Still glowing over what we were able accomplish with families in Las Minitas. Don’t listen to negative: change is closer than you’d think!
I’ll be in El Sauce again in a month… in the meantime… I’m discovering Peru and finding people making a difference.
The fountain show in Parque Reserva is cooler than I thought and I survived the Russian roulette fountain dry!!